"Land of the Lost" isn't a terrible movie. It's merely a perplexing one: Who is this thing for? Why does it even exist? It features too many off-color jokes (albeit mild, silly ones) to be aimed at really little kids; its intentionally low-tech special effects -- which are actually pretty charming -- will just seem strange to younger viewers raised on ILM-enhanced everything. Maybe "Land of the Lost" is for slightly older folk who have fond memories of the '70s TV show, created by the trippy duo of Sid and Marty Krofft. But is it really the sort of thing worth hiring a babysitter for?
The appearance of "Land of the Lost" on the movie landscape is as puzzling as the sudden arrival of a Tyrannosaurus rex in Times Square would be, although far less momentous. Will Ferrell stars as Dr. Rick Marshall, an intrepid boob who believes he's close to making a seemingly important discovery about the space-time vortex, or something like that. In the course of doing some minor preliminary research, he and Cambridge-educated cutie Holly Cantrell (Anna Friel), along with redneck tour guide Will Stanton (Danny McBride), get sucked into a hole in time, landing in a world where dinosaurs and slow-moving, lizardy creatures known as the Sleestak reign supreme. Their guide in this strange new land is a shaggy, redheaded primate named Chaka (Jorma Taccone), whose chief preoccupation, at least at first, is trying to touch Holly's boobies.
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